James Clear Wife Novels & Stories

Erwin Wilson did not expect that Ian James was that mysterious mate. "Surprise, isn't it?" Ian James raised his eyebrows. He proudly raised his chin. “My wife is a great designer! Her gaze is very high, if she is satisfied with this design, she will do it for you herself." This time meeting Ian James, he gave Erwin Wilson a big surprise that even Erwin Wilson did not anticipate!

Hearing that, Susan chimed in tentatively. “That’s right. James is an artist. And you’re just a businessperson who only knows numbers. You were never a match for him. If you weren’t so useful financially, our family would never have accepted you in the first place.” James glared at me with a darkened expression and said with a harsh voice, “Claire, I’ve tried to be reasonable with you, but you can’t sabotage my career and bully Julie just because you’re my wife! Would anyone still dare to be nice to me if you keep acting like this?”

Xander said he got married right after high school, which means they are high school sweethearts, so she must have known me longer than the others’ wives. “You are welcome, Maeve. Believe me when I say I have heard a lot about you, you as a baby.” She corrected herself. “Thank you. It’s nice to meet you, too.” I told her and was pulled away from her before she could say something else. “Hello there.” Another gorgeous woman said with a dimpled smile. “Hi,” I suddenly felt shy with all the attention I was getting. “I am Cleo, James’ wife.” My smile widened.

Jane and James had only been married for a few months before things went wrong. Mrs. Watson, James' mother, introduced another woman, Cynthia, with hopes of replacing Jane. James Watson didn't want anything to do with this woman, and he made it clear by chasing her out of the house. After some peaceful months passed, Jane gave birth, but James had a terrible accident on the same day. James lost all memory of his beloved wife and instead chose Cynthia because he only remembered her as his childhood sweetheart.

Nathaniel didn’t seem to notice my discomfort. “I want to introduce someone very special,” he continued, his tone warm. He gestured toward me, his smile broad. “This is Sophia James , my wife.” The room erupted into a flurry of murmurs. A few employees exchanged surprised glances, while others whispered to their neighbors. Slowly, some began to approach. “It’s an honor to meet you, Mrs. James ,” one woman said, her voice kind as she shook my hand. Another man grinned. “Welcome to the James family.”

My roommate, John Swift, asked in shock, “Pete, are you throwing that away? I thought you cherished that photo a lot.” I shook my head and cut Bella out of the family portrait. I tore it into pieces. John seemed to understand. “Pete, is your wife alive?” I pulled out my phone. Someone had sent me a text two weeks ago. [Bella’s still alive.] There was a photo attached to the message. It was a selfie of Bella and Carlson. Two weeks ago, I found out that my wife, who had supposedly been dead for five years, was still alive. When I first found out the news, I could not even sleep.

he begins to say but I cut him off. “It’s not like that. I’m grateful to you and everything you’ve done for me. When my parents kicked me out of their house and I was sleeping in my best friend’s dorm room you took me in, married me and you gave me the best gift of all, Kira. I’d never trade that for the world.” I was truly grateful, I might not have a house full of children, but I have a husband I love, I don’t want the whole picket fence anymore, I have a beautiful home, David spent his time off, renovating, it’s so much better than any house on the market in my opinion. Though I did enjoy watching him shirtless in the backyard working hard.

I went into my room to sink into deep thought. I woke up at 8 'o clock then checked Enzo's room. He is still sleeping. I decided to make breakfast. I made toast with scrambled egg and latte. I went to his room and wake him up from his deep slumber. He eyed me with his sleepy eyes and I gave him my cheeky smile but he ignored me . Enzo, I called him. I made breakfast for you. Let's eat , he followed me . We sat on kitchen counter and start to eat. "You married me without telling your secret but you loved me yet tortured me as well. But now I am your wife, I am not going to snatch Melinda my husband from me as her CEO . You played with me in past days though I fight for us in our present becau

Rose Amber's POV I had been staring at my husband for a while, he was just so busy with his phone and didn't notice my eyes that feasted on his face, I cleared my throat before he finally came back to reality. He smiled when he caught me staring at him, but I didn't smile back "what's bothering you my love?" he asked with a calm voice "I want to get back to New York and start working as a nurse" I replied his smile disappeared after my reply, he obviously didn't want me to work and I never liked the idea of becoming of full-time housewife. He was gradually trying to set boundaries for me and turn me into his romantic puppet.

He asks. “I convinced her to relax in the tub. Is everything okay?” I question. James shakes his head, “I owe you an apology. I’ve not welcomed you into our family or had a conversation lasting longer than a minute. The truth is when Ellie first said she was getting married, I assumed she was pregnant. That’s why I married Sarah. We met at a party, got drunk, slept together, and two months later she tracked me down saying she was pregnant with twins. It was the first party she went to, and I was her first. Her parents were so ashamed of her. They said things and pushed me to marry her. I never even went on a date with her. Sarah and I got married and had the twins. I love Sarah, but I’m not